Keep attacking girls and try not to be killed by them

Looking at Oleg, who was as vigorous as before, Spland once again lamented that his combat profession was too much suppressed by Oleg.

Presumably, Oleg knew that he (Spland) was not good at close combat, so he continued to advance at the risk of being bitten by a poisonous snake.

In desperation, Spland had to use his second skill early.

——(Snake King Summoning Phase 1!)

Spland slammed his cane and staff to the ground again, and then a purple-black summoning magic circle appeared under his feet!

A huge snake mouth jumped out from the magic circle and swallowed Spland into its stomach in one gulp. Then, the huge snake body continued to pour out of the magic circle. A giant snake violently broke through the roof of the cabin and rushed out of the house directly!

Oleg, who broke through a little late, tried to punch the snake a few times, but with little effect, so he turned around and left the cabin.

·

Under the moonlight, the cabin in the dead woods had become a ruin. Nasar crawled out of it in a panic, wanting only to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but the scene outside the cabin made him give up the idea of ​​running away.

Nasar saw that in the open space of the dead woods, Spland, who had somehow emerged from the snake's mouth, was confronting Oleg at a distance of about thirty meters.

And on the outskirts of this open space, there were countless rat monsters that surrounded the three of them!

——(How, how come there are so many carrion-eating black rats?!)

Nasar took a breath, but after seeing Spland's confident look, he realized that these rat monsters were an ambush set by Spland.

Nassar had just seen the carrion-eating black rats not long ago, and the corpses previously found around the garbage mountain in the slums of Sunny Town were all of the same kind.

——(Could it be that... the carrion-eating black rats that infest Sunny Town are all caused by Spland?)

A chill ran down Nasar's spine. He suddenly understood that the carrion rats were Spland's "backup plan"! The old man was planning that if he (Nasar) failed to obtain the "Magic Secret Sword: Flame Horse", he would drive the rats to invade Sunny Town and seize the magic sword in the chaos!

——(I…what kind of monster am I collaborating with…)

Nassar knelt on the ground helplessly, and he didn't know what to do now.

His future no longer belongs to him; his fate will be decided by the winner between Spland and Oleg.

·

"Hahahaha, you didn't expect that, Oleg! I'm not being stubborn, this is a trap set just for you!"

With a large number of rats around to help him, Spland was very proud.

"Haha, no wonder there are more and more rats in Sunny Town these years. It turns out it's you, old man, who's behind it."

Oleg looked serious, but not panicked.

"Oleg, don't say I don't remember our friendship. I'm giving you a chance now. Hand over the 'Flame Horse' and I'll spare your life."

Spland continued to put pressure on Oleg, but in fact, the swarm of monster rats around him were not traps, but a regular defense method he used to protect himself.

It is impossible for an "old man" like him, living alone in this dead woods, to be defenseless.

"That's ridiculous! Spland! What can you and these rats do to me?!"

Oleg raised his fists, looking as if he could crush any number of carrion rats.

Having said that, Spland could actually control the carrion rats to take action, but he still had to delay for a while.

"Oleg, Oleg, don't be so arrogant. I've been completely transformed in these decades... Let me guess, you still haven't dared to challenge the trial? You're not still level 50, are you? Hahaha!"

During the years he had been lurking outside Sunny Town, Spland had investigated Oleg's situation and learned that he had never challenged a trial since he advanced to the second-level profession, and his physical condition had deteriorated with age.

But Spland was different. He challenged the trial and succeeded.

In the current battle, Spland is actually using a third-level profession to fight a second-level one. Even though he is restrained by Oleg in terms of profession type, as long as Spland gives his all, victory will most likely belong to him.

At this time, facing Spland's ridicule that hit the sore spot, Oleg exposed Spland's treacherous thoughts in one sentence.

"Level 50, so what? Do you think I don't know your character? If you were sure you could beat me, you would have already put your foot on my head! Do you really think I can't see that you're stalling for time and preparing something?"

Although what Oleg said came true, Spland did not waver.

He knew that Oleg knew him very well, so it was only a matter of time before his delaying tactics were seen through.

What Spland is waiting for now is for his second skill, "Monster Control", to reach its maximum effect.

Every minute, the number of carrion rats controlled by Spland would increase by 10. The purpose of his verbal battle with Oleg was to maximize the number of carrion rats controlled.

As for being seen through by Oleg, Spland didn't care, because he knew that facing the countless swarms of carrion-eating black rats, Oleg would be more inclined to negotiate than to take action.

Time is Spland's friend, and every extra second that passes increases his chances of winning.

However, something that Spland did not expect happened again.

"Let me tell you something, Spland..." Oleg looked up at the height of the moon in the night sky, then gave Spland a mysterious smile.

"Actually, I'm also stalling for time."

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4.38 - War of Attrition (Part )

——(Are you also procrastinating? Procrastinating about what?)

Spland was so surprised that his body shook.

——(No, that’s impossible.)

However, Spland immediately dismissed this possibility. In his opinion, Oleg was just a muscle-brained guy. How could he possibly use a strategy?!

However, Oleg's calm demeanor forced Spland to re-examine all the events of the night. Then, he belatedly remembered that Nassar had been used in return.

With Oleg's strategic level, he could never come up with such a plan.

Spland understood that someone must have given Oleg an idea, and the strategy arranged by this person was more than just that!

The pressure on the situation came to Spland, and he had to attack first... However, Spland was still a little hesitant, because it was possible that Oleg was just making empty threats.

"Are you scared? Spland, I'm not the same person I used to be!"

Oleg pounded his iron fists until they made a loud bang, and his expression became more and more confident and complacent.

"Listen carefully! I'm giving you one last chance! Surrender now and I can spare your life!"

However, Oleg's lines of persuasion had the opposite effect at this time.

Spland was originally thinking about whether to try it again, but now he gave up.

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Sprant laughed wildly.

"Oleg, I'd rather die than surrender to you!"

"Oleg! I bet you're lying!"

Things have developed to this point, and there is no possibility of negotiation between the two.

Spland understood this point, so he stopped testing the waters and just said it directly.

·

In a moment, the time has come.

Oleg took a deep breath and roared with all his strength!

“Come out! Elites of the Quest Guild!!”

The rough voice was so powerful that it pierced the mountains and rivers. As Oleg shouted, shouts and screams suddenly arose outside the dead woods, and flying fireballs lit up the night sky!

He was not bluffing, what he said about "delaying time" was true!

At this moment, Spland realized that Oleg was waiting for reinforcements.

All I could hear was the noises outside the dead woods becoming increasingly noisy. Oleg's reinforcements were charging inward from the periphery of the carrion rat group, and the rat monsters were screaming "Squeak! Squeak!" incessantly!

Not long after, with a "pop" sound, the corpse of a carrion rat was knocked in front of Spland, and the rat's blood splattered all over him, making the tall and thin old man look a little embarrassed.

Only now did Spland realize that he had misjudged something.

During these decades, although Oleg's own strength has not improved, he has his own organization. The growth of his subordinates is his growth. He is the concept of the Mission Union·Sunny Town Branch itself.

——(Okay, I admit I underestimated you... But this isn't enough to decide the outcome!)

Spland quickly calmed down and began to observe the number of reinforcements through the carrion rats he controlled.

——(10 people…)

——(20 people…)

——(30 people…)

Based on the visual feedback sent back by the carrion rats, Spland learned that the reinforcements from the Task Union were about 37 people, which was not a large number compared to the rat swarm.

As for quality, Spland is even less worried.

Spland knew that these "elites" that Oleg mentioned were actually just some "second-level novices" in their twenties. Considering the huge disparity in numbers, they could only fight the swarm of carrion rats on equal terms at most.

The best proof to support Spland's judgment is that Oleg still dares not act rashly. If he was sure of victory, he would have rushed towards him long ago.

So, Spland's mind started to work rapidly.

The next battle will no longer be a one-on-one duel between him and Oleg, but an encounter between two forces. Whoever can formulate strategies and issue orders better will win the final victory.

But after just a few seconds of thinking, Spland discovered an unexpected "acquaintance" through the eyes of the carrion rat.

——(Wait…why is this guy here too?)

Among the supporters, Spland found the boy named "Banning".

These days, under the order of "Lord Earth Ghost", Spland controls the mice to go to Sunny Town every day to secretly monitor Banning, and then reports Banning's location and changes in appearance that day to Lord Earth Ghost.

——(This is a bit troublesome... This kid is looking for death on his own initiative. It's a bit difficult to kill him alone...)

——(However, Lord Earth Ghost never said that he couldn't be killed.)

——(Hmph… If I need to assign responsibility later, I’ll just pass it on to the monsters.)

Sprant made a quick judgment and decided that he would not give "special treatment" to the Banning teenager.

Whether this kid lives or dies depends entirely on his own fate.

·

"Oleg, your 'elites' aren't very good."

Spland laughed out loud. After the initial surprise wore off, the reinforcements Oleg had gained by delaying time did not put too much pressure on him.

"Let me teach you what 'elite' means!"

——(Monster Control and Target Switching)

Under Spland's control, a louder "Squeak!" sound was heard in the dead woods, and the second-level monster, the giant black carrion rat, rushed from afar and joined the melee!

The arrival of these "big guys" also boosted the morale of the rat group. The carrion rats, which were already a little frightened, launched another desperate attack!

Spland had a clear calculation in his mind. For a second-level professional novice in his twenties, the chances of winning a one-on-one battle against a giant carrion-eating black rat were about 60 to 70 percent.

If it's one against two, then the chance of winning is only 20%;

If they were to face three of them at the same time, most of the second-level novices would be doomed to die.

At this moment, there are more than 200 carrion-eating black rats and more than 50 giant carrion-eating black rats in the rat group fighting with the "elites" of the Task Union. The balance of victory has completely tilted to Spland's side.

·

Human screams began to be heard from the darkness from time to time. Spland saw Oleg's face gradually turning pale, and he felt very happy.

"Oleg, now it's my turn to give you a chance. Hand over the 'Magic Secret Sword: Flame Horse' to me, and I can spare their lives. Otherwise... all these young men you've trained will die here!"

Oleg remained silent and did not answer. The ruthlessness and confidence he had just shown were now gone.

Spland knew that the reason why Oleg had not taken action yet was that he wanted to leave an opportunity to turn around and support his companions in the mission union.

If a fight breaks out between the two of them, either the fish will die or the net will be broken, and there will be no room for maneuver.

"Or do you have the ability to kill me, the controller, and turn the tide to achieve victory in one fell swoop?"

Spland even boldly took two steps closer to Oleg, using his own safety to lure Oleg into making a desperate gamble.

Finally, Oleg couldn't bear it any longer and charged towards Spland with a roar!

——(Oleg, you really are a muscle-brained person.)

Spland showed no fear and smiled evilly as if his plan had succeeded.

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